Studio 6

I see two lovers kiss on the street by studio 6 And I remember the petrol thick mist we settled our lips And I remember hearing your father laugh While we made love in the next room, we made love in the next room And I remember one of those mornings I reached out to wake you but I learned that he'd taken you back I look through the glass to housing blocks and and energy fans I see slow familiar lovers, I see them pull their curtains back And I remember pulling your curtains back Then we made love to the old moon, we made love to the old moon And I remember one of those mornings I reached out to wake you but I learned that he'd taken you back And I remember you wearing that pink august coat that my grandmother wore with my grandfather's love And you're a little more clear with this wine in my hand And it colours my tongue as if your lipstick has run And I remember hearing your father laugh While we made love in the next room, we made love in the next room